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Miss Sierra and I Get Ready For Summer Vacation
Chapter 26 – Pictures In The Country
IT WAS A BEAUTIFUL SATURDAY, despite being almost Christmas. It was blue and sunny, and sufficiently warm as not to hinder outdoor activities. Sierra and I decided to go out in the country, take some pictures, and enjoy the day. I thought of taking the bike, but it wasn’t THAT warm. I had warm enough clothes but it would have been uncomfortable for Sierra. We took my car instead.
We set out at about 8:00 and went north. That was the quickest way out of town, and there was a good road that went up along the river, with numerous possible side trips down by the river. We stopped at a couple nice places and I took some pictures of beautiful Sierra with various beautiful backgrounds. We took our time. I took some pictures of her on a log by the river. Sierra took her top off for several pictures. A barge went by on the river and blew his air horn at her. She turned and waved at the men on deck. They were pretty far away but I imagine they could see her growing young titties. Especially the guy with the binoculars.
As I’ve said before, Sierra was not an exhibitionist. She rarely showed anything in public. She must have seen or heard the barge, but figured it was far enough away that they wouldn’t see her. She was surprised when the air horn went off, but it was too late to hide herself then, so she just waved and smiled. She put her top back on and we sat on that log by the river for quite a while and just watched the river flow. There were no bugs to annoy us. It was great to be with her. When we got up and headed for the car I took her in my arms and held her for several minutes. Neither of us said a word.
We talked intermittently in the car. Sometimes serious, sometimes laughing, sometimes we sat in silence. Every time we stopped and got out of the car at some scenic spot, she would always come to me and I would hold her. She was my treasure. We walked the river bank hand in hand, and Sierra took long strides to match my footprints in the sand. Once we spontaneously took off running down the bank and I was surprised at her speed. I could barely keep up with her. I had never seen her run before. She was very fast. When we stopped I was breathing a lot harder than she was. She was just better than me.
When we stopped at a small town restaurant for lunch Sierra insisted on paying for lunch with her money. She said, “You buy me stuff all the time. I want to buy lunch. You do so much for me. You give me money every month. I’m buying this lunch and that’s that!” And that was that. Sierra ordered shrimp, which was one of the most expensive things on the menu. She was normally very frugal with her money. I think she just wanted to send the message to me that it was OK to order anything I wanted, regardless of the price. But the shrimp was very good. She made me taste it.
Driving down the road and thinking, I said to her, “Sierra, I wonder if you know how much I love you.”
“I know you do, Mr. Mike. I love you too.”
“I mean, Sierra, we have a lot of sex, and it’s beautiful. It’s the best sex I ever had. But I don’t want you to think that I only love you just for the sex. I think you’re a wonderful girl; a wonderful person; and I love you very much for what you are. For who you are. I hope you understand that.”
She slid across the seat and put her arms around me. “Oh, Mr. Mike, I know that. I know it’s not just for the sex. I love you too. I feel the same way.” She gave me a long hug, then giggled and added, “But I love the sex too!”
We held each other for the next couple of miles. I thought about what the future might bring. She was so young, so much younger than me. I knew that I wanted to be with her for the long term, but I couldn’t imagine how it might work out. If she was older, I would have asked her to marry me. But that didn’t seem like an option. But I loved her, and the future seemed uncertain.
“Sometimes I worry about our future, Sierra. I mean, you’re so young, and I’m so much older. I know that I love you and I want to be with you always, but I worry.”
She was serious now. “I know Mr. Mike. I’ve thought of that sometimes. I worry about it too.”
“I know that you’ve never loved before, never been with anyone but me. I worry that you’ll grow up and find somebody else to love, and you won’t want me anymore.”
Tears came in our eyes and she hugged me tighter than ever, whispering, “Oh, Mr. Mike, I love you so much. I can’t imagine not wanting you any more. Nobody could be as good as you.”
“I hope you’re right, Sweetheart. I hope you’re right. I’ll do the best I can to deserve your love.”
“You deserve it, Mr. Mike.” We drove with moist eyes for a while.
I took a lot of pictures, but I wouldn’t really need them to remember that day. It was the first time we really talked about the future or about our relationship. Nothing was really settled. Nothing could be. Nothing had changed. I knew that I couldn’t expect her to make a lifetime commitment at the age of eleven. But we loved each other for now, and it was as good as love can get.
We stopped several times on the way home. The afternoon was sunny and warm. We detoured slightly to a state park, which we made good use of, walking one of the trails for an hour or so. Sierra had excellent stamina. I was just now learning of her surprising athletic abilities. She could run very fast and walk at a brisk pace for a long time without complaining. She was a lot of fun.
We got back home and went in my house for our usual lemonade. We were dry. I had touched her very little that day, but now, at the kitchen table, I kissed her and gently squeezed her butt cheeks. She loved it, and seemed to have missed the touch as much as I did. I rubbed and massaged her ass steadily while we kissed very deeply.
“Did I mention that I love your sweet little ass?”
She giggled a little and said, “You may have mentioned it once or twice.” We kissed again and I tugged at her shorts as if to attempt to pull them down. She reached in front and unbuttoned them and they slid down easily. I slipped her panties down and now had my hands on her bare ass. She whispered, “If you really love it, why don’t you kiss it?”
With that, she pulled away from me, turned, and leaned over the table, offering her bare ass to me. She wiggled her legs so her shorts and panties dropped to the floor, then stepped out of them and kicked them away, spreading her legs. I slid my chair over and sat down behind her. She moaned when I started to kiss all over her butt cheeks. They were perfect. I kissed her cheeks repeatedly, then pulled them apart and slid my tongue down her buttcrack, starting at the top. I stopped when I got to her little brown hole and lapped at it with my wet tongue.
She said, “Mmmm, that’s nice.” I licked and tongued it and pushed my stiff tongue against her hole. She moaned as I pushed harder, stiffening my tongue more. As she relaxed to let me in I could feel the tip of my tongue start to penetrate her. Then a little more. Wiggling the tip of it I pushed harder and extended my tongue as far as possible. Pulling her cheeks apart, I pushed, and my tongue went up into her asshole as far as it could possibly go. She whispered, “Oh, Mike, that’s so nice. Push it in….” I pushed and wiggled the tip of it and pushed and wiggled some more. Then I began to go in and out with it. In as far as possible, then licking and wiggling my way out. Then in, then out, then faster. Tongue fucking her asshole. She moaned on every inward stroke.
Without ever stopping the tongue fucking motion I pushed my finger up into her cunt and found her clit with my thumb. That was all it took. Within 30 seconds she was starting to cum. I stopped the movement and held my fingers still, forcing my tongue deeper in her ass while she came. She came hard and long. When she was barely finished cumming, she said “Put it in me now, Mr. Mike. Take your pants down and put it in my butt. Cum in my butt.”
I dropped my pants quickly, put the head of my dick against her wet butthole, and pushed. It popped right in and Sierra moaned loudly. I began slowly, then increased the speed of my thrusts, going full depth on every stroke, my dick completely buried up her ass while she leaned over the table. I took her by the hips with both hands and pounded her, coming all the way out, then plunging all the way in on each thrust. She loved it and cried out “Oh….Oh…Oh…” on each stroke. In about a minute or so she said, “Oh, Mike, I’m going to cum again…” Her words excited me even more and we she started to cum, I did too, pulling hard into her to shoot deep inside her ass.
After a short rest I slowly pulled out of her. She had her head down on the table and said softly, “Mr. Mike, that was AWESOME! I came with just you going up my butt and nothing else.” I leaned forward and kissed her on the back. She stood up and turned to kiss me.
“Did I mention that I love your sweet little ass?”
She just giggled.
Later that evening, which was a Saturday, Sierra came over and we watched a movie together. We had no sex, but sat very close to each other, touching constantly. She went home after the movie but I stayed up, drank a few more beers, and got involved in a second movie, which kept me up well past my normal bedtime. I finally went to bed very tired.
The next morning it was very early and still dark when I woke to the pleasant feel of a little, warm, naked body snuggling up to me. Sierra could get into my house anytime she wanted to. My back door had a numbered keypad instead of a conventional key, and I had given her the code number long ago. She was welcome anytime, whether I was home or not. She told me later that her mom had to work the early shift. She saw that my house was dark so, instead of knocking, she just slipped in quietly, took off her clothes, and slipped into bed with me.
I whispered sleepily, “Sierra, Sweetheart, what are you doing here?”
She just kissed me and said, “Shhhh. Go back to sleep.” It was not difficult. I put my arm over her and closed my eyes. She was very warm and nice.
Sometime later (it was daylight now) I awoke to some quiet sounds coming from the kitchen, and the smell of coffee. Sierra was always an early riser. I laid there half asleep for a few minutes and Sierra came into the room with two cups of coffee for us.
“Wake up, sleepy head. It’s morning.” Smiling, I sat up on the edge of the bed so I could drink the coffee without spilling it. She sat next to me. She was completely naked.
“Thank you, Sweetheart. It’s nice to see you.” I gave her a kiss.
“My mom won’t be home until about three o’clock. What do you want to do?”
Smiling and pulling her close to me I said, “How about, drink coffee, have sex, eat breakfast, have more sex, and by that time we’ll have thought of something else?”
She giggled, “OK!”
We did exactly that. After our nude breakfast and the second round of sex, we went to the grocery store. I was out of a few things. We came back and she helped me put the groceries away. She knew where most things belonged. As she bent over to put something in a lower cabinet I slipped up behind her, reached around and cupped both her titties in my hands. She stopped in her tracks and just let me do it, enjoying it. After a gentle tittie massage I slipped my hands up under her top and did it again, this time unobstructed by clothing. That inspired another round of sex and I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. I put her on the bed, pulled her pants down and off, and put my face between her legs to begin one of her favorite activities (and mine). When she came, it was her fifth orgasm that morning.
It was about noon when we finished and Sierra wanted to go home and do a few things for her mom before she got home from work. I cleaned her up and helped her dress. She didn’t really need any help, but it was fun. We kissed goodbye at the back door and I thanked her for a wonderful morning. I watched her lovely ass as she walked across the yard, then went back and finished putting the groceries away.
Chapter 27 – My Choice
I DIDN’T SEE SIERRA for several days and I was really missing her when she knocked on my back door early one morning, before school. She had on a short dress that went to about mid-thigh, and a fairly tight top. Tight for school, anyway. I could see the shape of her lovely little titties, which I had missed.
I gave her a kiss at the door, “You look lovely, as usual.”
“Thanks, Mr. Mike. I don’t have much time.” Inside the door I gave her another, bigger kiss and cupped her butt cheeks in my hands. “Mmmmm, that feels good,” she whispered. She hugged me tight and, with her lips next to my ear she whispered, “I don’t have much time, but you can have your choice of holes this morning.”
“What do you mean, my choice of holes?”
She backed away and smiled, looking me in the eyes. “Which one of my holes would you like to use? You can have your choice.”
“Ohhh, THOSE holes. I think I like the sound of this.” I squeezed her little titties with both hands, then reached for the zipper of her dress. “I think I’d like to take a look at ’em before I decide.”
She smiled. As soon as her dress was unzipped she grabbed it, quickly slipped it down and stepped out of it. Then she pulled her panties down and stepped out of them as well. “Take a look and let me know what you think.” Then she put her finger to her lips and said, “Don’t forget about this one,” and stuck her finger in her mouth and sucked on it. She turned and leaned over the kitchen table. This was getting to be a favorite position of hers. She loved for me to give it to her from behind while she bent over the table. Sometimes, without any word or foreplay, she would just lean over the table and let me take it from there. Sometimes she would pull her panties down, sometimes she’d let me do it.
I put my hands on her ass and pulled her cheeks apart. There, already in her butthole, was her butt plug that I had given her. I grabbed it and twisted it. “Were you trying to influence my decision?”
“Mmmmm. Take it any way you want.”
“I’ll take it.”
I pulled my chair over behind her and sat. She moaned louder when I started twisting the butt plug and pulling it part way out and in, just far enough so she could feel the thick part of it open her sphincter. She loved that feeling of having it stretched. I slowly began to work it all the way out and back in, several times slowly, then faster. She squirmed a little and whispered, “Mmmmm. Go ahead, Mr. Mike. Go ahead and take it.” I kept working the butt plug in and out with one hand and dropped my pants with the other. When I removed the plug and touched the head of my dick to her hole, she could feel the difference. “Mmmm. Good. Push it in, Mr. Mike.”
I pushed it in just past the head. She must have used some lubricant on the butt plug, because the head slipped right in. Despite the recent butt plug activity, her perfect little asshole was still tight. I hesitated, then pushed it all the way in. Absolutely all the way into her ass. She moaned and whispered, “Oh, good. That feels so good. Do it, Mr. Mike. Do it to me.” I grabbed her hips with both hands and started pumping it in and out of her. She grunted on every deep stroke. Her low, grunting voice was exciting. I pumped her slow and fast, slow and fast, trying to delay my orgasm. When I was just about to cum (she could always tell) she blurted out, “Stop. Stop, Mr. Mike. Take it out.” I was surprised. She had never stopped me before. She always loved it all the way to the finish. But I did as she said. I stopped just short of cumming and pulled it out of her.
She immediately spun around, dropped to her knees, and took it in her mouth. With her hands on my ass she pulled me deep into her mouth. In and out, in and out. It only took a few strokes and I was cumming in her mouth. Hard, sharp squirts, again and again, deep into her mouth. She pulled me in deep and held it there until I was finished, swallowing several times. When I was finished she slowly slipped it out through her tight lips and kissed the head. She looked up at me and smiled. “I wanted to see what it tasted like. You always lick me back there. I wanted to taste it.” I grabbed her under the arms and helped her stand, then took her in my arms.
“That was wonderful, Baby. Thank you so much.”
“Thank YOU, Sir! It was my pleasure!”
“Mine too. I love you, sweetheart.”
“I love you too, sir.” She started looking around for her clothes. “I have to go to school now.”
The funny thing about any kind of sex with Sierra was that, although it was always beautiful, relaxed and sexually very satisfying, it was so good that it left us both wanting more. Rather than being satiated, it made both of us even more hungry for each other. Sex was always on our minds, and we did whatever we could do, whenever we could do it.
Less than eight hours after our memorable morning anal sex and Sierra’s first ass-to-mouth experience, she came to my front door right off the school bus. Just inside the door I scooped her up and hugged her and kissed her, lifting her feet off the ground.
“Mmmmm… It’s good to see you, you delicious little thing.”
“Thank you, Mr. Mike. I’ve been thinking about you all day.”
“Me too, sweetheart. Thinking about how I’d like to devour you delicious body.”
She hugged me hard. “Mmmm… I only have about an hour before my mom gets home. You better get started.”
Her feet never touched the ground as I carried her to the kitchen table. Putting her down, I unzipped her dress for the second time that day. I slipped it down, kneeling as I did so, and kissed her panties just above her puffy little mound. My hands went to her butt cheeks and I kissed all around the front of her panties. She spread her legs just a little. Then she put them back together and slipped her panties down. I never stopped kissing as the panties went by. Now she spread her legs wider, and I kissed deeper between them. She moaned when my tongue slipped out for the first lick. I stood up and was going to pick her up and put her on the table when I saw that she had removed her top while I was kissing her down low. I took one of her titties into my mouth and squeezed her butt cheeks. When I lifted her up onto the table she said, “Let’s go to the bed. It’s a lot softer.”
I picked her up, with her soft, naked body against me, and carried her to the bed. As soon as I laid her down her legs went wide open for me. I kneeled in front of her and began to kiss and lick, kiss and lick, and kiss and lick. She loved it. I teased her, backing off when I thought she might be about to cum, and letting the tension build. I took my time, and soon involved two of my fingers, made wet by her juices. With a finger inserted deep in each of her warm, tight little holes, I decided to stop teasing and make her cum now. It didn’t take long until she squirmed, cried out loud, and pulled my head hard into her cunt. I stopped all my movements and let her control it as she bucked and arched her back and pulled my face hard into her juicy cunt. When she was finished and she released my head, I kissed her slit a few more times and eased my fingers out of her holes. After a little silence and heavy breathing she said, “Oh, Mr. Mike, that was so good! I love it when you do that to me.”
“I love doing it to you, Darlin’. You are so delicious to me. I could lick you all day long.”
She giggled. “Ooooh! That would be a nice day.”
I kissed up and down inside her thighs, crossing her pussy a couple times before returning to it. I started licking her again and pushed my still-wet finger up into her butthole. Licking and sucking her clit, she started to moan again. I didn’t tease her this time, but went after her enthusiastically, taking he clit between my lips, flicking it with my tongue, while pumping my finger in and out of her butthole. It was only a minute or so until she whispered, “Oh, Mike, I’m gonna do it again.” No sooner were the words out of her mouth and she grabbed my head again and pulled it toward her, quivering and soaking my face again with her juices. I could taste the change as I lapped it up. She finally relaxed again and caught up her breathing. “Mr. Mike, that was really, REALLY nice. I never came two times so close together as that. It couldn’t have been more than three or four minutes.”
“You did good, Sweetheart. You got time for another one?”
She giggled and looked at the clock. “I’d love to, but I better get dressed. My mom will be home soon.”
“Can you stay right there for a second? I’d like to take some naked pictures of you if that’s OK.”
“Sure, It’s OK. I like it when you take pictures of me.”
I went and got my camera and took several pictures of her, naked on the bed with her legs spread, including close ups of her juicy cunt, still wet all over with her juices. She laid there smiling as I did so. Without me asking, she rolled over, spread her legs, and pulled her ass cheeks apart for me. I took some pictures so close that you could see the perfectly symmetrical little brown wrinkles of her butthole. Then I held my camera with one hand and stuck my finger up her ass and took a picture of it. She did not object. My finger was deep. All the way in to the last knuckle. When she got up I took a few of her standing, naked, from various angles. Then I kissed her. “Thank you, Sweetheart. I can look at those pictures when you’re not here and dream of you.”
“Awww. That’s sweet, Mr. Mike.”
“It’s not as good as licking you between the legs, but it’s better than nothing. You’re beautiful.”
“Thanks, Mr. Mike.”
We stopped by the bathroom and she cleaned up a little on her way to the kitchen, where her clothes were waiting. I kissed her a few times and fondled her a little, interrupting her dressing, but she finally got it done, and she was off for home, just before her mom arrived. As she went out the door, she turned, smiled and asked, “When I came onto your deck in my yellow bikini that first time, did you think you’d be fucking me in the butt someday?” Before I could answer, she was gone.
Chapter 28 – Summer Vacation Permission
SPRING WAS COMING ON FAST. The weather was warming and things were greening up. Sierra was cheerful in all weather, but more so in spring, as we all probably are when winter is going away. I personally love the snow and so does Sierra, and we had a lot of fun over the winter. There was no winter depression for either of us. Still, the bright, warm spring was refreshing.
When Sierra had about two months of school left before summer vacation, an idea came to me. I thought about it intermittently for a week or so before I actually did anything. I tried to think of good reasons for and against the idea, and eventually decided in favor of it. To avoid any possible disappointment to Sierra, I wanted to get her mom’s permission before I mentioned the idea to Sierra. On an evening when I knew Sierra was at Lisa’s house, I texted Carol and asked if I could come over and talk to her. She said, “Sure. Come on over.” I told her I’d be there in 20 minutes. I wanted to go get some adult beverages first. She replied with a big smile symbol. I got some beer and a wine that I knew she liked, and knocked on her door.
“Hi, Mr. Mike. Come on in,” she said. We went to the kitchen and she said, “Well, well. What brings you to my door? Beer, wine, Sierra is gone. This sounds important.”
“Well, I think it is. Don’t worry. I’m not going to hit on you.”
She giggled and said, “Oh. Too bad.” Her giggle sounded just like Sierra’s, but older. “Well, let’s pop this cork and then you can tell me what’s on your mind.” When the drinks were in place she sat across from me and said, “What’s on your mind?”
I took a big gulp. “Well, let’s have a drink. I wanted to ask your permission for something, so I thought I would soften you up with some liquor first.” She giggled again. After all things that had happened between us, we still had a cordial relationship. We were comfortable with each other and could joke around. Humor and liquor was a good combination. I changed the subject and we talked a little small talk through our first drink.
When she got our second drink and sat down she said, “OK, the suspense has got me. What’s the permission question?”
“All right. I guess I can’t put it off any longer.” We both smiled and took another drink. “I’ve thought about this plenty in the last week or so. I have not mentioned it to Sierra, because I don’t want her to be disappointed if you say no. School will be out for the summer in a few weeks. I would like your permission to take Sierra on a vacation with me.”
Her face betrayed no emotion. “Really. Where would you go?”
“I would like to take her on a road trip out west. Let her see some of the country. There’s a lot of beautiful places out there. She’s never traveled much. I think the experience would do her good. And it wouldn’t hurt me either.”
Carol took a big drink and was quiet. She was thinking. I waited patiently for her response. After a long minute or two she finally spoke. “I think….. I think she would like that very much.”
After a short silence I said, “So, is that a YES?”
She took another drink and hesitated. “It wasn’t, but I guess it is. Normally, such a thing would be out of the question, but with you two, things are different. I guess we don’t have to worry about sleeping arrangements, since we already know you two are sleeping together on a regular basis.” I must have turned red in the face. Carol giggled. “Oh, don’t act surprised. I know we don’t talk about it, but we both know it’s happening.”
I didn’t know how to respond, so I took a drink and said nothing. Carol smiled, took another drink, and added, “Oh, I know you’re fucking her brains out, but I’ve never seen her so happy in her life. I guess I envy her a little.”
“I…. I’m sorry. Maybe it’s just an awkward topic for me.”
“Oh, don’t worry,” she said, smiling. “It’s all good. She loves you. And I know you love her. I just can’t help my curiosity about what you guys are doing. I know you have plenty of opportunities.”
“Yes, I do love her. Very much.”
She laughed. “So, that’s all I get? No details?”
I thought for a minute and said, “I don’t think the details of a person’s sexual activity is something that should be discussed. It would be disrespectful to her.”
After another sip and some silence, we settled back into normal conversation. “So, where would you go? Where would you stay? How would this trip go? How long would you be gone, etc?”
“Well, the general idea would be a road trip out west, maybe to some National Parks and other beautiful places. Maybe some museums. Sometimes camping, sometimes staying in motels, whatever works out. I have not worked out any details yet. I would like for Sierra to be involved in the planning. But first, I need your official permission. It would have to last at least a week or ten days, maybe slightly more. We’d just have to see what happens.” After a sip of beer I added “I guess I don’t need to tell you that I am a safe driver, and I will take care of her every need and absolutely protect her, with my life, if necessary.”
“I believe that you would.” She was silent for a minute, then added, “Let me sleep on it. Don’t tell her yet. I will give you my answer tomorrow. But right now I am favorably inclined. It sounds like something she would love.”
“Thank you, Carol. That is a perfectly reasonable request. I will look forward to your answer. I hope it’s a good one.”
Carol said, “I’ll text you tomorrow. And thank you for the thought. And thank you for caring so much about her. She is the love of my life.”
I smiled. “Mine too.”
The next day I got a text from Carol. She said, “You have my permission for your summer vacation, and thank you. I think it will be a great experience for her. I’m sorry I dragged sex into the conversation last night. That was not appropriate, and I apologize. I know you guys will have a great trip.”
I replied, “Thank you, Carol. Do you have any restrictions on the dates, or can we go any time after school is out?”
She replied, “Any dates are all right with me. Her last day of school is June 10th.”
I said, “Thank you, Carol. This makes me very happy. Please keep the secret. I’ll tell her about it this weekend.”
“OK.”
Chapter 29 – The Vacation Announcement
I SAW SIERRA FOR ONLY A FEW MINUTES on Friday night, but long enough to ask her if she could come over on Saturday and spend some time. Maybe a lot of time. She said she’d love to, of course. When she showed up Saturday morning I swept her up and hugged her as I usually did. We went to the table and I got us some coffee. When we sat down, facing each other, I asked her, “Are you in a good mood? I’d like to ask you something.” I already knew she was. She almost always was. She got a look on her face that I could not immediately read. Maybe a look of puzzlement.
She said, “Sure. I’m good. What is it?”
I took her hands and looked her in the eyes. “Miss Sierra, my lovely little friend, would you do me the honor of accompanying me on a vacation this summer, after school is out?”
Her eyes brightened. “Really? That would be awesome. What kind of vacation? Where would we go?” Then her face quickly darkened and she said, “Oh. I don’t know if my mom would let me.”
“Your mom will let you. I took the liberty of asking her last week. We have her permission.”
“Really? Cool. That would be great.” She came forward and gave me a hug. “I’d love to. Thank you so much. I’ve never been on a real vacation. Only to visit other people.”
“This one will not be like that. It will just be me and you.”
“WOW! That would be excellent!” When she pulled away from the hug there were tears in her eyes. I had to hug her again then. After a minute she regained her composure and said, “Where would we go?”
“Well, I would like to introduce you to the American West. It’s some beautiful country. But the details are negotiable. I want you to be involved in the decisions. Why don’t we get some maps and talk it over?”
She was starting to tear up again. She put her arms around me and pulled close, whispering in my ear, “Maybe you better make love to me first.”
“Anything you say, Sweetheart.” I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom.
When we came back to the kitchen some time later our coffee was cold. I made us two fresh cups with my new Keurig single-cup coffee maker. She had forgotten or neglected to put her panties back on. I could see her pussy right up her short skirt. I loved it when she wore those short skirts and she knew it. She wore them a lot. I would remind her later to put her panties on. She had such a beautiful little pussy.
For a few minutes we didn’t speak. We just sat, holding hands, sipping our coffee and looking at each other, with love streaming from our faces. Finally I whispered, “God, I love you, Sierra.” She put down her coffee and sprung out of her chair to hug me again. “I love you too, Mr. Mike. I love you so much!” We silently held each other for a few minutes.
When we got out my road atlas and started talking about the trip, I was surprised at how much she knew about the geography of our country. Once again she amazed me with her knowledge. She had never been out west, but she knew about the mountains, the desert and the canyon country. With her wearing that short skirt and no panties, sometimes it was hard to keep my mind on what we were doing, and keep my eyes off the crack of her little hairless pussy. It was beautiful. But we managed.
We talked for a couple hours and, without making many specific plans, we agreed on the style of trip it would be. I made suggestions but did not impose any rules on her. She had input too. In the end, we agreed that I would rent a small RV. One that was small and easy to drive, even on small backroads, but it would have what we needed. It would have lights, water, a small sink and cook stove, a refrigerator, a small bathroom with a tiny shower, and most important of all, a large, comfortable bed. It excited us both just thinking about that big bed. We didn’t need or want anything fancy. Just a place to sleep. We could stay in campgrounds or get a motel now and then for a break. The RV would have to be capable of running on battery power, or plug in to water and electric at campgrounds.
We also agreed that as far as the general public was concerned, she would be my daughter, and we would conduct ourselves accordingly in public. We would begin practicing that behavior immediately. That afternoon we would go to a large RV dealer in out town, as father and daughter, to look at some RVs.
Before we left to look at RVs I reminded her to put her panties on. She smiled her sly, sexy little smile and said, “I can leave them off if you want me to.”
“I’d love that. But we better get used to acting like you’re my daughter. I would want my daughter to wear her panties in public.”
She giggled and said “OK Daddy.” She slipped her panties on, and we headed for the car. I liked the sound of the word. I would be honored to have a daughter just like her, and I told her so. She kissed me on the mouth.
We went to the RV dealer and I explained that my daughter and I would be taking a road trip and described what we were looking for. The sales person was a lady, and she said they had several units in their rental fleet that would probably meet our needs. We settled on a “Class C” model. We talked about them a little, looked at some floor plans, and then went out to the lot to look at some. I told her we wanted to sample the beds and make sure they were comfortable. All of them had one big corner bed and the kitchen table would also convert into a smaller bed. Some had two beds, one being above the cab, as well as the convertible table bed. On our walk to the lot I whispered in Sierra’s ear, “Watch you short skirt when you get on and off the beds.” I was glad she had her panties on.
We tried out all the beds in each unit and I am sure the lady thought my daughter would be sleeping on the small bed, although we did not say so. We looked at five units and decided on the one we liked best. It had everything we need. We picked the one with a big corner bed, and another bed over the cab. We would not need to convert the table into the third bed. Back in the office, I gave the lady a deposit and made a reservation for it. School would be out on June 10th. We decided to leave on the 15th. That would give Sierra a few days to adjust. I made the RV reservation for 20 days, including picking it up two days early, but the lady told me to just call them if I wasn’t going to make it home on time, and they could extend it.
On the way home we talked about the RV and it’s features, and how much fun it would be to live in it. Sierra was already excited about the trip. In a half-joking voice I told her, “You are NOT sleeping in that small bed!”
She laughed out loud, “Oh, You know I’m not. I’m sleeping with YOU.” I gave her a hug. Before we even got home she was texting Lisa, telling her about the trip. We had seven weeks to wait.
Over the next few weeks Sierra did a lot of reading and research about some of the places we might go. She learned a lot, and so did I. We figured out where we would go the first couple of days, but we wanted to keep it loose and decide as we went. The RV would give us the flexibility to do that. We had a lot of possibilities in mind, but not many definite plans.
Chapter 30 – Lisa’s First Time
A FEW WEEKS LATER, still well before the trip, Sierra told me Lisa was coming over again for a Saturday night sleepover. The two girls were sleeping over more and more these days. I guess they were enjoying their new found sexual pleasures. I asked her, “Is Lisa planning on coming over here again, with you?”
Sierra said, “I’m not sure. We haven’t talked about it, but it wouldn’t surprise me. She really liked it last time. Is it OK if she does?”
“Sure. It’s OK with me, if it’s OK with you.”
“It’s OK with me. I had fun too.” She hesitated, then added “I Love Lisa. Not the same way as I love you, but different.”
I gave her a hug, “I think that’s great, Sweetheart. It great that you guys are such good friends.”
“We are GOOD friends.” She giggled. “Better than anybody knows…. except you.”
“Well, your secret is safe with me.”
A day or two later on Friday, Sierra reminded me that Lisa was coming over on Saturday. She said, “She’s coming over in the morning…. and my mom will be gone until about 9:00 pm.”
I asked, “So, do you girls need a babysitter? I’m available.”
Sierra giggled. I love her giggle. Then she got serious and said, “I asked her if she wanted to come over and see you again, and her answer surprised me a little.”
“Oh, yeah? What did she say.”
“She said…. Well…. She not only wants to come over, but she said she wants you to fuck her on Saturday.”
“WOW! That IS a surprise. What do YOU think about that?”
“Well, it surprised me, but I guess it shouldn’t have, really. She had a really good time last time and she liked being with you. She liked that you were very gentle and loving with her. I told her you were that way with me too. That’s one reason I love you so much.” She took a drink of her lemonade and then said, “She’s never been fucked before but she wants to. She said she wants you to be the first. She knows you’ll be gentle and you won’t hurt her.”
“How do you feel about it, Sweetheart? Of course, I’d be very happy to fuck Lisa. She’s a beautiful little girl. But I don’t want to do it unless you are completely comfortable with it. You are the most important thing to me. The most important thing in the world. Without your complete approval, it ain’t happening.”
She came over and put her arms around me. “Oh, thank you, Mr. Mike. You are so thoughtful. I guess I would be OK with it. It might be a little weird watching you fuck somebody else, but it might be exciting too. So, I guess I’m good with it. If it was anybody else but Lisa I probably wouldn’t like it. I love you, but I love her too, and it’s what she wants…. and needs. She wants her first time to be special. I know that with you, it will be. So, if it makes her happy, then I’m OK with it.”
“Well, you think about it. If you change your mind, you let me know. I will absolutely love you either way.”
She hugged me again. “Thank you, Mr. Mike. I know you will. I trust you.”
“I love you, Sierra.”
Lisa came over on schedule, Saturday morning. I was out on the deck when her mom dropped her off. She waved at me and smiled. I wondered if she knew that Sierra had told me what she wanted to do. I was excited at the thought of it. Her little body was delicious. I knew that Sierra thought so too.
I didn’t have to wait long. About a half hour later the two smiling girls were heading my way. Sierra’s mom was already gone for work. I was in the kitchen when they knocked on the back door and I let them in. Sierra came to me and I kissed her, and gave her a big hug, running my hands down over the cheeks of her ass and squeezing them, in plain view of Lisa. Then I stepped over to Lisa and said, “Welcome, Sweetheart,” and I did the same thing to her. I kissed her on the mouth and squeezed the cheeks of her ass. They felt very firm and nice. She looked a little surprised, but smiled. Sierra smiled too.
“Thank you, Mr. Mike.” Lisa said.
“Have a seat, girls. I’ll get the lemonade.”
Sierra spoke up, “Do you have any beer.”
“Of course I have beer.”
“Could we each have a beer instead?”
“You certainly may, as long as you promise not to call the cops on me for contributing to the delinquency of minors.”
They both laughed and Lisa said, “We won’t tell.”
I passed out the beers and sat down. I liked this start. The girls were already in a good mood, I had already had my hands on both their asses, and now they were asking for beer. A good start. I asked if they were hungry and they were not, but they suggested we might get a pizza later.
After a little small talk I said, “It’s nice to see you again, Lisa. Sierra told me you might want to come over today.” I waited for her response.
She looked at Sierra and Sierra said, “It’s OK. He knows.”
Lisa was still a little shy but finally said, “So, did she tell you why I wanted to come over.”
“Yes, she did tell me. Sierra and I don’t have any secrets.”
Lisa still looked embarrassed, but finally said, “Well, I guess you and I shouldn’t have any either.” She seemed to have trouble putting the words together, but finally looked me in the eye and added, “Mr. Mike, I want you to be my first. I know you are kind and gentle and I want you to be my first.” She waited, took a drink of beer and said, “Mr. Mike, I want you to fuck me today… that is… if you want to.”
I couldn’t help thinking of that time long ago when Sierra dropped her yellow bikini and said those same words to me. ‘I want you to fuck me today.’ It was exciting to hear her say the words. I stood up and stepped toward her and she instinctively rose to her feet. I put my arms around her and held her silently, then leaned down, kissed her, and whispered, “Miss Lisa, I am honored.”
When I released her and looked at Sierra she had tears running down her face. She smiled through the tears and said “WOW. Mr. Mike, That was beautiful.” I motioned for her to come and join us in a three way hug. I gently slid one hand down to each girl’s ass. They both smiled as I gently massaged both asses. They both felt excellent.
When we released each other I suggested, “Would you lovely girls like to come and see my bedroom?” I knew they had both already seen it. Lisa smiled and nodded and I started to lead them that way.
Sierra stopped and looked at us both. She looked at Lisa, then at me, then said, “Lisa, Mr. Mike, would you guys mind if I stayed out here for now? I thought maybe you two should be alone for a while. I could come in later if you want me to.”
Lisa immediately threw her arms around Sierra and hugged her. “Thank you, Sierra. You’re so sweet.” I leaned down and kissed Sierra, and Lisa and I walked hand in hand toward the bedroom.
As we closed the bedroom door behind us I couldn’t help thinking what a strange situation this was. Out in the kitchen sat the love of my life, and I was now alone, in my bedroom, with her best friend, ready to relieve her of her virginity, with the full blessing and permission of Sierra.
We went to the bed and sat on the end of it, next to each other. I took Lisa by the hands and looked into her eyes with genuine love. She seemed to sense it.
“Are you OK, Lisa? Are you comfortable?”
“I…. I guess I’m a little nervous.”
“That’s understandable. Just relax. We’ll have fun. There’s no hurry.”
I held her hands and we talked. Just talked for a while. It was the first time we had been alone together, except if Sierra went to the bathroom or something. We had never really talked. I had licked her pussy, but we had not talked. Today we talked. Sometimes about Sierra, or about school, about our upcoming vacation, about nothing, about lots of stuff. As we talked I gently rubbed her back and sometimes put a hand on her thigh and rubbed it gently. She was really a sweet girl. She cared about people. It was impossible not to like her. We were getting comfortable with each other. We talked and talked, with occasional light touch on her body.
She finally put her hand on my leg. When I touched her tittie for the first time she did not flinch or change her tone. I rubbed her small but wonderful titties and stroked her smooth thigh. She relaxed. When I kissed her on the mouth she accepted it willingly, and soon her lively little tongue was inside my mouth. I pulled her closer, my hands exploring her body. When I started to unbutton her blouse she helped me, and I slipped it off her shoulders. Her skin was soft and beautiful. Her first serious moan came when I took her left tittie into my mouth. It was a perfect mouthful. I couldn’t help a little moan myself.
As I went from tittie to tittie, kissing and nibbling, she leaned back on the bed. When she started squirming I realized that she was trying to get her skirt down. I whispered, “Allow me to help you with that.” She laid back and lifted her butt as I pulled her skirt down and off, and tossed it aside.
She whispered, “Don’t stop there.” I hooked my fingers behind the elastic of her panties and slid them down too, as she raised her butt to allow it.
She was now naked except for her socks. I tugged on one and said, “You don’t need these, do you?” She shook her head ‘no’. I added, “I want to see ALL your beauty.” Now she was completely naked. “You’re beautiful, Lisa.”
“Thank you, Mr. Mike.” She could only whisper.
My face was so close to her soft thighs that it seemed a shame not to kiss them. I started at her knees and kissed my way up, switching from side to side. About half way up, she spread her legs for me. She drew in a sharp breath when my lips first touched her pussy. It was already dripping wet. I could see and smell her juices coming out if it. I kissed and licked and she spread her legs as wide as they would go. Her fingers were in my hair. Mine were in her cunt. I ran them in and out, finger fucking her tight little hole, until she whispered again, “Take off your clothes, Mr. Mike.” I tried to get them off with as little interruption as possible, still fingering her and kissing between her legs. Her eyes were closed and she was in ecstasy. Then she whispered again, “I’m ready, Mr. Mike. You can put it in me now.”
I pulled her down a little so her open legs were close to the edge of the bed, and, kneeling in front of her, I touched the head of it to her wet little hole and pushed, gently. I could feel her open up for me as it slipped in. Her hymen must have already been sacrificed with her or Sierra’s fingers. It went right in. Slowly, but all the way in. I was amazed at her capacity. She grunted and groaned a little and her body tightened up, but when it was all the way in I could feel her relax. The temporary pain was over. As I began to push it in and out she put her hands on my butt. I came almost all the way out on each stroke, and then pushed back in, slowly, but deeply. I never went fast, but very slow and gentle, but all the way in deep. After a dozen or so slow strokes she whispered again, “Oh, Mike, that’s so nice.” I had to agree. She was very tight, but very wet and slippery and she felt wonderful. I wanted to take a tittie in my mouth, but couldn’t do it without slipping out of her, so I supported my weight with one hand and gently pinched and massaged her nipples with the other. When I moved that hand down between her legs and started rubbing her clit she made deeper and louder sounds with her mouth. Then, with her hands still on my butt, she pulled me in deep and began to quiver. All she said was, “Oh…Oh,,,Oh,,,” until her orgasm was finally finished. It was long and strong and it inspired mine as I squirted inside her. When she stopped moving and whimpering I slowly eased out of her. I couldn’t believe that all of that was inside her tiny little body, but it was.
She laid quiet for a little while, then, not whispering, she said, “Oh, My God, Mr. Mike. That was Wonderful!”
I leaned down and kissed her and said, “It certainly was. You were awesome!” She managed a little giggle.
After a few minutes of silence, she said, “Is there… Is there anything you’d like to do? Or… anything you’d like ME to do? I’ll do whatever you want.”
I kissed her on the lips and said, “Today is for YOUR pleasure, Sweetheart. Your wish is my command.”
She sat up and we both sat on the edge of the bed. She put her little hand around my dick and said, “Wow. It’s really big. Was all of that up inside me?”
“Yes it was, Sweetheart. Every bit of it. You were so warm and juicy and wonderful, it just slipped right in.”
She said, “It hurt a little bit at first, but then it felt good. Then it felt REALLY good.”
“I’m glad you liked it.”
“I LOVED it. Especially right at the end when I was cumming and you squirted inside me. I could feel your squirts up inside me.”
“You were GREAT, Lisa. It was wonderful.”
“Thank you, Mr. Mike. You were wonderful, too.” She rested for a minute, then said, “Do you think it would fit in my butt? Sierra put the butt plug you gave her in there and it felt good”
I kissed her again and said, “Mmmmm. There’s one way to find out.”
“Do you want to try it? How do you want to do it?”
“I’d love to. Just lean over the bed with your knees on the floor. Let me get your butt ready first.”
She turned and got on her knees, leaning over the bed. Her ass was absolutely beautiful. I told her, “Your ass is beautiful, Lisa.”
“Thank you, Mr. Mike.”
When I got behind her, spread her cheeks, and pushed my wet tongue against her butthole she said “Mmmmm. That feels really, really good.” With her encouragement, I pushed my tongue deeper. Her little butthole was just perfect. Just like Sierra’s. There’s nothing like a perfect, sweet, delicious, 10-year old butthole.
I put a finger up into her pussy to get it wet, then two fingers. She didn’t complain. When they were good and wet and slimy I pushed one up into her butthole. She didn’t seem surprised, so I stuck the second one in. She didn’t mind that either. I twisted and pushed them in and out, trying to spread them to stretch her little hole.
I leaned up and whispered in her ear, “Are you ready for it, Baby?”
“Mmmm Hmmm. I’m ready.”
I slipped my fingers out, put the head of my still-slimy dick against her little brown hole and pushed, gently. I could feel it begin to open. I had to push harder. It was bigger around than my two fingers. She gave a little groan but I kept pushing, but gently. Finally, when the head slipped in, it suddenly got easier. It went right in after than. I pushed it in all the way, just as I had in her pussyhole, and then began to run it in and out slowly, just as I had in her pussyhole. All the way in and almost all the way out, just as I had in her pussyhole. She moved with me now and seemed to like it. I put my hand between her legs and rubbed up and down her juicy slit, up and over her clit, timing the strokes with my finger with the strokes into her butthole. It didn’t take long at all until she was about to cum. I was almost there, but not quite. I picked up the pace and pumped her little tight butthole faster until we both came and I squirted into her ass. When I slipped it out she collapsed onto the bed. Shortly, she began to giggle, and said, “I didn’t know that could feel so good.” I didn’t answer, but kissed the cheeks of her ass.
She relaxed for a few minutes, then sat up on the edge of the bed again, and I sat beside her, holding her hand, with the other hand on her thigh. She turned an hugged me. “That was really nice, Mr. Mike.”
“Yes, it was. Thank you, Sweetheart.”
“Thank YOU, sir!”
We sat for a couple minutes, just admiring each other, then she said, “You know, there’s one thing we didn’t do.”
“What’s that, Lisa?”
“You didn’t put it in my mouth.”
“You don’t have to do that, Darlin’. Like I said before, today is for YOUR pleasure.”
“I don’t mind. Sierra says it’s really fun. She told me how to do it, but I’ve never actually done it. I hope I can do it right.”
I gave her another hug. “You’re so sweet. I’m sure you’ll do just fine.”
“Can we try it?”
“If you want to. But you don’t have to, you know.”
“I know. I want to.”
“Even after it’s just been in your butthole?”
“That’s OK. Sierra’s done it after that and she says it’s not bad.”
“You sure learn a lot from Sierra, don’t you?”
She giggled, “And from YOU. You show me things that Sierra can’t.”
I couldn’t help but give her another hug. Then she kneeled on the floor in front of me and took the head of my dick into her mouth. Her mouth was as warm and wet as her pussy had been. With unexpected skill, she proceeded to do what Sierra had told her to do. A couple minutes later, when I came in her mouth, she swallowed it, just like Sierra told her to do.
We relaxed and held each other for a few minutes, then got dressed and went out to the kitchen. Sierra was asleep on the couch. When she heard us moving about she came to her senses and got up, a little groggy at first. “Wow! You guys were in there forever. You must have had a real good time.” I looked at the clock. We had been in the bedroom for almost three hours.
Lisa immediately went directly to Sierra and threw her arms around her. “Oh, Sierra, thank you so much. It was wonderful!”
“You don’t need to thank ME. I didn’t do anything.”
Lisa said, “Oh, yes you did. You made it possible and you taught me so much. You made it so much better. I love you, Sierra.”
“I love you, too, Lisa.”
They held each other for a little bit, then came up to the kitchen. I gave Sierra a kiss and we sat down. Soon, the girls were ready to go back home to Sierra’s house and continue their sleepover. I guess they had a lot to talk about. I could tell they were anxious to go, so I made it easy for them. “So, you girls have fun tonight.” There was no sexual undertone in my voice. I was just acknowledging and giving them permission to leave.
When they got up to leave, Sierra came to me and hugged me. She had a different kind of look on her face. I don’t know if it was worry, or maybe a little jealousy. I kissed her and whispered in her ear so Lisa wouldn’t hear, “Thank you, Sweetheart. I still love you more than anything in this world.” That seemed to ease her mind and brought a smile to her face.
Lisa came up to me and I gave her a hug too, then kissed her on the lips. “Thank you, Lisa. That was a beautiful day.”
She looked up at me, half smiling, half crying, and said, “Thank you so much, Mr. Mike. Thank you for talking to me for so long and for being so gentle and loving. I know I’m still very young, and I’ll probably have a lot more men in my life. But I’ll never forget you. I’ll never forget this first time. It was wonderful. YOU were wonderful. Thank you so much. I love you, Mr. Mike.”
I didn’t know what to say. How far-thinking she was! I just stumbled out something stupid, like, “Thank you, Sweetheart. I’ll never forget you either. You are such a fine girl! I will wake up at night thinking about your little titties.” Both girls busted out laughing. When they went out the door they both blew me kisses, and I blew them back.
Sierra came over to see me on Sunday afternoon, after Lisa had gone home. When we sat down I asked, “How was your weekend, Sweetheart?”
“It was great Mr. Mike. Thanks to you, it was great.”
“Really? I kinda felt bad because I ignored you so much and spent all that time with Lisa.”
“I thought that too, at first, but after I talked to Lisa last night, I changed my mind. You were wonderful, Mr. Mike.”
“Did you guys have a good talk?”
“We did. We didn’t do any kind of sex stuff or anything like that. We just talked all night. Lisa is so sweet, and she really appreciates what you did for her. It was really important to her.”
“Well, I’m glad she had a good time. I hope we didn’t do anything to upset YOU. You’re still my number one, you know.”
She came over and hugged me. “You didn’t upset me, Mr. Mike. At least not for long. Lisa and I talked for hours last night. What you did for her was really important to her. She told me how you were so gentle with her and how you talked to her for a long time, just to make her comfortable with everything. How you took your time and didn’t pressure her to do anything. She really, really loved what you did for her, and I don’t mean just the sex. You treated her with respect, and a lot of people don’t. She said you kept telling her that what you did was for HER pleasure, not yours. It reminded me of the way you treat me. The way you always respect me and how giving me pleasure is always important to you. You are so unselfish, Mr. Mike. What you did for her was way more important than sex. She said the sex was wonderful, but the way you made her feel was even better. Way better. Last night Lisa was as happy as I’ve ever seen her. You made her feel so good about herself. For that, I thank you, Mr. Mike. I love you, and so does Lisa now.” She was crying now, and smiling at the same time. I just held her. No more words were needed.
Three days later I got a note in the mail from Lisa. I guess she got my address from Sierra. It was a store-bought ‘Thank You’ card that was signed “Thank you so much, Mr. Mike. I Love You…. Lisa.” Folded up inside the card was a longer note. It said:
Thank you for a wonderful day last Saturday. I didn’t know what to expect, but it couldn’t have been any better. You were so wonderful to me and I thank you so much for making my first time so good. I will never forget it, and I will never forget you. It was not just the sex. You made me feel important. You made me feel loved. I hope the boys and men I will meet for the rest of my life will make me feel as good as you did. I hope you can understand that I love you, but I don’t want to have sex with you any more. I do not want to do that to Sierra. You are HER man. Not mine. She loves you very much and that kind of love should not be shared. And even though I loved the things you did to me, I have no right to you. You are not mine. I love Sierra and I don’t want to do anything to damage that friendship. What we did was with her blessing, and she even helped to make it happen, but it wouldn’t be right for us to continue. I hope you understand. I love you both. You will always be my friend. …. Lisa
That was about as nice a note as I ever had. If it would not have made reference to sex with a ten year old girl, I would have framed it and hung it on my wall. The next time I saw Sierra, I asked her if she knew about the note. She said Lisa told her she was going to send me a ‘Thank You’ card, but she didn’t know about the note. I showed it to her and when she finished reading it she was crying. She put her arms around me and said, “She’s so sweet. I’m so lucky to have both of you.”
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